A cloud passed over me, its movement a silky sheet caught in the wind. I could tell it carried darkness with it and I became afraid.
I watched it move on, catching the breeze with its soft curls, but I felt the chill it left in its wake sink deep into my skin.
I closed my eyes and whispered a soft plea for guidance.
I heard a strong, familiar voice and smiled at the words that spoke clearly of those I love and the many roads I would travel. I opened my eyes and was startled to realize the voice was my own, and this reality gave me strength.
“I have a voice now!” I shouted loudly to the cloud slipping further into the distance. “I have a voice.” And turning away, I strode forward with no hesitation, my step firm and determined, as I moved into this day that was my own.